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See
approach
proud
EDWARD
’
S
power
—
Chains
and
slavery
!
‘
Consigned
to
which
,
and
to
a
speedy
end
(
for
mental
torture
is
not
supportable
beyond
a
certain
point
,
and
that
point
I
feel
I
have
attained
)
,
my
course
is
run
.
Bless
you
,
bless
you
!
Some
future
traveller
,
visiting
,
from
motives
of
curiosity
,
not
unmingled
,
let
us
hope
,
with
sympathy
,
the
place
of
confinement
allotted
to
debtors
in
this
city
,
may
,
and
I
trust
will
,
Ponder
,
as
he
traces
on
its
wall
,
inscribed
with
a
rusty
nail
,
‘
The
obscure
initials
,
‘
W
.
M
.
‘
P
.
S
.
I
re
-
open
this
to
say
that
our
common
friend
,
Mr
.
Thomas
Traddles
(
who
has
not
yet
left
us
,
and
is
looking
extremely
well
)
,
has
paid
the
debt
and
costs
,
in
the
noble
name
of
Miss
Trotwood
;
and
that
myself
and
family
are
at
the
height
of
earthly
bliss
.
’
Inow
approach
an
event
in
my
life
,
so
indelible
,
so
awful
,
so
bound
by
an
infinite
variety
of
ties
to
all
that
has
preceded
it
,
in
these
pages
,
that
,
from
the
beginning
of
my
narrative
,
I
have
seen
it
growing
larger
and
larger
as
I
advanced
,
like
a
great
tower
in
a
plain
,
and
throwing
its
fore
-
cast
shadow
even
on
the
incidents
of
my
childish
days
.
For
years
after
it
occurred
,
I
dreamed
of
it
often
.
I
have
started
up
so
vividly
impressed
by
it
,
that
its
fury
has
yet
seemed
raging
in
my
quiet
room
,
in
the
still
night
.
I
dream
of
it
sometimes
,
though
at
lengthened
and
uncertain
intervals
,
to
this
hour
.
I
have
an
association
between
it
and
a
stormy
wind
,
or
the
lightest
mention
of
a
sea
-
shore
,
as
strong
as
any
of
which
my
mind
is
conscious
.
As
plainly
as
I
behold
what
happened
,
I
will
try
to
write
it
down
.
I
do
not
recall
it
,
but
see
it
done
;
for
it
happens
again
before
me
.
The
time
drawing
on
rapidly
for
the
sailing
of
the
emigrant
-
ship
,
my
good
old
nurse
(
almost
broken
-
hearted
for
me
,
when
we
first
met
)
came
up
to
London
.
I
was
constantly
with
her
,
and
her
brother
,
and
the
Micawbers
(
they
being
very
much
together
)
;
but
Emily
I
never
saw
.
One
evening
when
the
time
was
close
at
hand
,
I
was
alone
with
Peggotty
and
her
brother
.
Our
conversation
turned
on
Ham
.
She
described
to
us
how
tenderly
he
had
taken
leave
of
her
,
and
how
manfully
and
quietly
he
had
borne
himself
.
Most
of
all
,
of
late
,
when
she
believed
he
was
most
tried
.
